writing that comes too fast. If you're flying down that white space, do you wonder if it could be any good? Do you force yourselfl to step back from it? Maybe you go and scrub the toilet or call your mother. Later, can you tell the difference between what came easy and what came hard?
RIP, beautiful, beautiful girl. You were the most talented and lovely girl in the world. We are so sad you couldn't stay a little longer. We are weeping for your loss.
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I usually find my best work is the stuff that flies out of me without much thought. The stuff I suffer over usually isn't. But honestly, when I reread it I can't tell which came how.
P.S. Who's the beautiful girl?
The difference I notice is the lack of texture in what comes fast and the lack of excitement in what comes slow.
Patti, I doubt everything. If it comes easy, I'm not working for it. If I'm pushing, then I fear it's forced. Relax, go with it. You'll know how it is in the rewrite.
Sandra-We were born under the same star. Thanks.
Sorry to be ignorant, but whose photograph is that included in the post? Condolences for your grief at losing her.
She's the daughter of my closest friend, and an artist and writer, who died this week. Thanks for asking.
Who said it, Wordsworth I think: first word, best word. I find it true when I'm painting as well. If I plan too much, sketch and erase and sketch again, then plan the colors, take my deliberate time, the painting comes out stiff. As opposed to moving the piece along until it's complete and going back just for a little touch here and there. When it comes to my writing, I can certainly tell, many months removed, what was first word, best word and what I revised to death. One never wants to make a tea cup from a block of granite, to paraphrase the poet Robert Dana.
I'm sorry for the loss of your friend's daughter. I cannot imagine going through something like that as a parent.
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